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第七章 虬龙吞剑鸣

Red flames clashed with white sword light, producing a series of intense explosions.

Below, Xuanjing City was engulfed in a sea of fire by the shockwave from their battle.

The fight didn't last long. Cao Hong's cultivation was already inferior to Dao Xuanzi, and he had been weakened by the Immortal-Demon Mist earlier. Thus, he quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

Dao Xuanzi showed no mercy, his sword techniques becoming even more ruthless.

Just then, that old voice resounded again.

"Dao Xuanzi is fickle and vengeful. If he wins, we'll have no chance of survival. Boys, listen up! Help Cao Hong Master defeat Dao Xuanzi!"

Cao Hong heard this and was overjoyed. He dodged away from Dao Xuanzi, watching the swarm of bullets that engulfed him, and proclaimed triumphantly: "As they say, those who do evil will surely meet their downfall. I never thought that the self-proclaimed noble Dao Xuanzi would betray his word and suffer a backlash!"

Dao Xuanzi was already annoyed by this covert person's tactics. Hearing Cao Hong's words, he was even more infuriated to the point of wanting to vomit blood.

"You fool!" He couldn't take it anymore and shouted at Cao Hong.

"Good! You finally said what you were thinking!" Cao Hong retorted without flinching: "You think yourself clever. Why did your subordinates betray you, despite all the effort you put into recruiting them? You've made a mistake for being too smart!"

Dao Xuanzi was speechless upon hearing this. He ignored the fool and merely waved his sword, cutting down any ordinary soldiers who dared to attack him.

Unfortunately, these commoners were like locusts—no matter how many he killed, more would quickly appear from nowhere to take their place. Dao Xuanzi had to use energy-consuming long-range techniques due to the Immortal-Demon Mist, and the situation on the battlefield seemed to have reached a bizarre stalemate.

Then, that old voice echoed again, persistent as ever.

"Cao Hong Master, our troops are nearly wiped out. Once Dao Xuanzi kills us all, will you be spared? It's now or never!" The tone was urgent, tinged with a hint of desperation.

Cao Hong was reminded by this and suddenly understood. He looked at Dao Xuanzi with solemnity: "Exactly so. Dao Xuanzi, we've known each other for a hundred years. Although our falling out over the cultivation technique is regrettable, in pursuit of immortality, we both rely on our own abilities. I give you one last chance. If you abandon your cultivation and retreat, I won't seek trouble with you. Otherwise, only one of us will survive."

Dao Xuanzi sighed but said nothing, raising his sword to face Cao Hong.

"Very well, after a long escape, I've gained another Dao technique. Let me send you on your way!" Cao Hong's expression was serious as he drew a talisman in the air: "Dao technique: Prison Dragon!"

Flame chains appeared in all directions, forming an array that trapped Dao Xuanzi at its center.

"Break it!" Dao Xuanzi felt the sudden pressure and his face turned grave. He took a deep breath, and behind him, a rusted sword's silhouette materialized.

With this enhancement, the sword light seemed to gain some power, striking the flame prison. The flames that had been burning fiercely suddenly stopped, then rapidly dimmed.

Cao Hong anticipated this. He laughed loudly: "Dao Xuanzi, we've known each other for a hundred years, fighting side by side countless times. Everyone says your cultivation is far superior to mine, and it's true. But in battle, cultivation doesn't matter as much as the fight itself. If it comes down to life or death, who wins remains uncertain!"

"Since this has come to this, you needn't hold back. Let me see if your Dao Xuanzi sword is truly superior to my Dao technique!"

Cao Hong's eyes blazed with battle intent: "Dao technique: Swallow Dragon!"

The previously dimming flames suddenly extinguished completely, while Dao Xuanzi's face changed dramatically as the flame prison vanished.

In fact, beneath those forming the prison were branches of brownish tea color. Like venomous snakes, they lay in wait, ready to strike their prey. With the sudden disappearance of the flames, these branches shot towards Dao Xuanzi at lightning speed, rapidly growing and twisting into a monstrous form that seemed intent on devouring him!

"Dao Xuanzi!" In this critical moment, despite his shock, Dao Xuanzi remained calm.

Above, the rusted sword's shadow fully appeared. The Qionglong Branch seemed to face its natural enemy, pausing for an instant before becoming even more frenzied as it surged towards Dao Xuanzi.

Dao Xuanzi swung his sword, and the virtual image behind him mirrored this action.

The space in front froze like water frozen by cold air.

The writhing Qionglong Branch clashed with Dao Xuanzi's giant sword. After a brief struggle, it began to retreat.

Branches of the Qionglong Branch shattered into crystalline fragments. The fierce-looking Qionglong Branch was no match for Dao Xuanzi's sword!

His carefully prepared Dao technique failed miserably as the virtual sword shadow approached Cao Hong, who did not dodge or show any fear.

"Dao technique: Transform Dragon!"

Cao Hong's shout brought a small portion of the swirling Qionglong Branch fragments to life. They quickly coalesced into a new Qionglong Branch.

This branch was even darker than before and had two protrusions at its tip, resembling dragon horns!

The Qionglong Branch struck Dao Xuanzi like a spear, accompanied by a faint roar of the dragon!

Dao Xuanzi's eyes flashed with admiration as his giant sword remained unyielding.

In life-or-death combat, it was about who was more decisive and ruthless!

Victory meant survival; defeat meant death. That was all there was to it!

Just when the outcome hung in the balance, that persistent old voice echoed again above Xuanjing City.

"Cao Hong Master, we'll help you!"

Before he could finish speaking, a series of long trails of flame appeared from all directions, screaming as they struck Dao Xuanzi, causing a shower of blood to rain down!

"Ah!" Caught off guard, Dao Xuanzi let out a cry. His aura diminished.

The virtual image of Dao Xuanzi also dimmed, and the Qionglong Branch took this opportunity to surge through the frozen space, rooting itself in Dao Xuanzi's body!

Meanwhile, Dao Xuanzi's sword shadow, weakened like an overdrawn bowstring, could only knock Cao Hong back with a few mouthfuls of blood before dissipating.

"Ahem...ahem..." Dao Xuanzi grimaced. He wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.

In moments, he was reduced to a pile of white bones by the Qionglong Branch's devouring power!

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